Swing music

On my doorstep watching the sunrise reach its peak and settle on the far side of the mountains where youll be the cool breeze reaches my flushed cheeks into the indigenous clouds dancing with a Stranger in the mist of all of it lifting the silent hand towards mine
While the swing music plays feet that feels light as air and the sun behind us with our heavy hearts lifted
Along with us smiles instead of harsh frowns it doesnt matter what maybe now is now dancing sways in the wind careless mistakes are thought of and yet done
Who cares when your dancing everything lifts away like the swing music that plays just intil the songs over will you just remember those days.

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